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HC where Kokichi paints on Kasumi's back with gouache, as on canvas. Once she offered, in the absence of canvases and watmans in the house, to draw on her back. And when everything is already drawn, Noritoshi photographs the drawing on a polaroid. Gradually it became a little tradition for three of them
Kasumi doesn't like to have breakfast right after waking up. To wash her hair to cheer herself up for the whole day and return to bed for a while - that's her answer to the morning routine on the weekend, as on this sunny morning
“.. these flowers are small, unlike roses“
“That's right!“
She has fair skin, slightly touched by a scattering of dark freckles on her shoulders. She lies relaxed and does not twitch when the wet brush in his cool hand draws the familiar outline of a rectangle and slides with confident strokes
“Hmm, for a peony, this flower has few petals. Cherry blossom?“
“No, not them. Do you have any other options, Kas?“
“Let me think… this is definitely not a bouquet of different flowers, and not a viola, the shape is not similar, and not forget-me-nots, for them you would use a thin brush. Besides, you've already drawn them“
Kokichi snorts with satisfaction
“It's so cute that every time you try to guess which flowers I draw“
“Because I know you well enough! when it comes to the realization of any idea, your meticulousness no equal!“
“How could it be otherwise, Love?!“
Both laugh softly
“I'm done, you can watch!“
Kasumi gets up and walks over to the mirror, intrigued. She is so beautiful in the sunlight, pink highlights play on her skin, they smoothly merge with contrasting olive shadows on her pumped-up arms and the shadow from the edges of the towel strips disappearing behind the elastic band of wide trousers. Kokichi helps her with her hair, throws a waterfall of wet strands on her shoulders over a towel so as not to smear paint, and lightly touches lips to her shaved temple. Her enchanted gaze is fixed on her back in the reflection of the mirror: from the peaks of the shoulder blades to the waist, a fire of scarlet flowers blooms inside rectangle.
“Red primroses!“ Kas says this along with Nori, who has approached them
“It seems they shine like after the rain“ said Nori
He carefully examines Kokichi's creation and calls both to have breakfast. He also clarifies, just in case, if Kasumi is cold like this, in one canvas on her shoulders and with wet hair. She shakes her head negatively in response and, hanging on his arm, mutters how she doesn't want to wash off the drawing, because they can go to the bathroom at any moment and wash off the paints, watching the multicolored water disappearing into the shower drain for an infinitely long time, but this way breakfast can cool down. Noritoshi presses his nose to aquamarine hair. She felt his lips stretch into a soft smile. Kokichi puts chin on his other shoulder and gently runs his palm along the spine to the lower back, deliberately touching the bow. Noritoshi is wearing only dark homemade joggers and maid's apron on his bare torso. It is still a mystery in their house when this apron for role play began to be constantly used for the kitchen, but no one is trying to solve this riddle. But that's a completely different story. In the meantime, shine, red primrose!
P.S. I associate Kasumi with a red primrose (used meaning of Japanese flowers language)
